Rising Anew Chapter 15 The Claw Healed.txt
A heavy black paw slowly slid over the polished oak desk. a patient paw. ritus was unlike any of his predecessors. he saw reason where they had only saught power. under his leadership, the broken claw had become strong again, not in battle or conquest.
A crocodile on your back
She had a bottle of red nail polish stored in her long, scaled talons. my eyes widened in fear of the casting shadow she projected. putting her entire weight on me, her massive hips spread outward.
Prologue (Unnamed series)
_ the hivewing screamed, shooting up out of his nest, claws digging into the nearby floor, ripping splinters from the polished wood. he checked the clock he kept on the table nearby. _2:47._ a sigh escaped his muzzle, shaking his head.
An Ageless Beauty
We were all slowly filtering in, feet and tails dragging on the polished floors. the one person i didn't see was the lion.
A Tribute to those two bastards fucking around in my head: Logic and Emotion.
Heart, i stood before two large maroon wooden doors embedded with swirling organic designs of gold and golden studs; scarlet and violet transparent silk curtains hung down in a grandiose sweeping fashion to the sides of the doors, with handles of gleaming polished
"Daggers of Darkness" - Epilogue
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502 The Old New World
The skull is a great friend and likes to listen to her music, and she in return holds conversations with it and pats it on its polished surface.
Samovar: a poem
A bodhrán he carried, 'twas strapped by his side, all painted and polished and covered in hide. a flute and a tipper were tucked down inside.
"Daggers of Darkness, Book 3, On the Trail of Legends" - Prologue
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Laotian Rhapsody (Roar 9 Story Excerpt)
Itemid=991 laotian rhapsody (roar 9 story preview) by al song --- the pleather-clad dhole stomped his buckle-lined boot on the polished planks of the stage to the heartbeat of the bass drum produced by the water buffalo in the back.
Daggers of Darkness, Book #5: "The First Ones" - Prologue
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LSH Epiloge 2/2: One last dance
He had spent hours poring over videos on how to polish his horns with products around the house.